"I shan't now. I shall have a library."
"I liked the house," said little Faith, "at least it was too big and grand for me, but I didn't mind it as much as I thought I would, for Lady Melville was so nice. I loved her best. I should like to live with her always, with her and with old Timothy!"
"That's just like you," said Charity a little contemptuously, "you're always for people instead of things!"
"Well, I don't care. I do love them better. I like Lady Melville better than a book!"
Faith could speak scornfully sometimes. Hope put in her word. Charity and Faith often quarrelled, and she made peace between them.
"And I think animals are the nicest things in the world," she said. "I shall have lots of ponies and dogs when I grow up."
Then the cottage was reached, and Granny and Aunt Alice were told of the delightful time they had had.
"I knew they would enjoy themselves," said Granny; "Sir George always had a weak spot in his heart for children even as a boy; and his wife seems just as kind."
"Lady Melville said she was coming to see you in a day or two," said Faith; "she knows somebody who may be able to teach us lessons!"
"Ah, that will be first-rate," said Aunt Alice; "if she can help me with that difficulty, I shall be deeply grateful."